Naught But a Vision

The sun can be a killer in disguise The freezing man waiting for it to rise The burning man whose skin is blistering The thirsty ones constantly whispering All taking wisdom From naught but a vision, naught but a vision, naught but a vision The sun can be a lover in disguise The awe from the beauty of its golden rise The relief at seeing the storm clouds part The serenity of the forest, how'd it get its start All taking wisdom From naught but a vision, naught but a vision, naught but a vision All taking wisdom From naught but a vision, naught but a vision, naught but a vision